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Apr 2010
I remembered the pain in his eyes
that reached into his soul,
that sweat through his glands,
that you could only feel when you touched his hands
that you could hear in his breath
that stomped under his step
that shook with his laugh
that i did not truly see,
until after.
copyright AS 2009
TheGirl
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TheGirl
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